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"Hah, we couldn't find him…"
The large group of warriors that had ran out of the village were welcomed back, as the wooden gates slowly opened to let them enter, and swiftly closed right after.
Their leader, a Swamp Lizardman, with an intimidating crocodile-like head sighed, looking at the villagers approaching him, his huge and scarred body would usually be intimidating for many, but the people of the village, mostly lizardmen, saw him as a true leader.
"The chief's back!"
"Chief! Did you catch the evil sacred beast?!"
"Is he… not here?"
The chief sighed, scratching his head with a look of disappointment.
"Sorry everyone, we couldn't find him, he ran away very far, or somehow healed his wings and flew away… Dammit."
The people sighed, many felt disappointed, but nobody really told it to the chief. Nonetheless, he could feel the disappointment and fear his people was feeling.